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Standing amidst the falling pieces of my life Meant to fall into place but merely falling to the side I look around hoping to find that single ray of light Only I find engulfing darkness The life that I once had is no more than a lingering dream Broken at the seam and falling apart beyond all mend Hope eludes me as it always has Leaving me stranded beside all that I fear Pulling me down farther And as I fall I see my world spirling out of control A black abyss endless in sight It's all but meaningless to fight back Tears break loose as I begin to realize The life that I had The life that I loved Maybe even sometimes took advantage of is gone Fading away before my very eyes So I keep falling When will it end

I know i bet you guys never knew i wrote songs too well this is a piece I wrote called No Place For Love and I wrote it for all of you all out there in the world who just cant find love. No Place For Love By:Bjoe455 Verse 1: Once upon a time I had loved a girl She was the only one Who could rock my world I cant explain what happened Or why it came about I did not mean those words That came out of my mouth I find myself crying In bed late at night Lying sleepless thinking Everything will be alright I cannot convince myself That Im a descent guy I only come to question Why I even try Chorus: I am so lonely You left me in the dark Depressions kicking through Its left the biggest mark There is no hope left I think Im giving up If theres no place for you Then there is no place for love Verse 2: Sometimes I try forgetting And try to move right on I find it quite impossible Memories cannot be gone Remember that one time We were lying on your bed I looked deep into you eyes I kissed your lips and said I want to be with you forever Then I swore it to be true You wrapped your arms around me And said you felt the same way too The night you said those words Was the best night of my life I tear up at the thought of it That it was all just one big lie....... Oooooohooho yeah.... Replies To Posts: #1 Thanks a lot VenRoxas I usually do these when im bored or want to or depressed.

Warning! Language, and violence! Trinity Blood: The Power to Fight By: BDS Book 1 of 5 Pages 131 - 187 Rated: PG-13 Chapter 6: A New Mission of Hope It had been three days since Noelle's funeral, and now standing in Caterina's office, Abel, Esther and Elma awaited for the instructions to their latest mission. Abel was now in a better mood, his view on life having completely changed; he wanted to live life to the fullest, because he didn't know when it would be his time to die. He wanted to make friends, and he wanted to keep them close. But he didn't have time to think about these things, for the mission placed before him, and the two young nuns, was an extremely important, and possible future changing mission. "Father Abel Nightroad, Sister Elma Duval and Sister Esther Blanchett, I am sending you to the Ocean City. In other words, the three of you are being sent to Venice. Do you understand?" "Yes, ma'am." Abel said, and showing that he was back to his goofy self, he raised his hand to his forehead, and saluted to the Cardinal. "But might I ask you, when do we leave?" "Tonight." "Tonight?! But Caterina, it's close to dusk! And I need my sleep!" Abel protested, lowering his hand from his head and his face showing extreme dissatisfaction. "Abel...." Caterina whispered dangerously, her tolerance running low. "Yes......Your Eminence....." "You can sleep on the plane!" "On the plane?!" He felt the color leaving his face. "Do you know what it's like to sleep on a plane? It's nearly impossible! With all of the turbulence, and......" "Abel....." "Yes......?" "Shut up! And let me continue!" "Yes, ma'am........" "Thank you, now, when you arrive in Venice you are all to meet up with an Astaroshe Asran, and you better not screw this one up, Abel!" Caterina paused, taking a deep breath, and whispered, "For she is a secret envoy sent here from the Empire." Elma and Abel both stood open-mouthed, but it was Elma who spoke first, "The Empire? But then.....that means......" The Cardinal smiled, and nodded her head, "The Empress, Augusta Vradica, is wanting to open up an alliance with the Vatican. And might I say, as a sight note," She looked around at the three agents standing before her, her smile turning into a small frown. "If the meeting with this envoy is to be successful, then this world's fate may just turn around for the better. So I'm really counting on you, all of you." Esther bravely smiled, and standing straight and tall she whispered, "No fears, Your Eminence, you can count on us!" "I know that I can." The atmosphere in the room was determined, for everyone knew that just one slip up, could mean a non-mendable shattered bond with the Empire. This meant, also, that the entire world could fall. Stepping forward, Abel placed a hand on Caterina's desk, "Caterina, I was wondering, how long will this mission last?" Straining to remain calm, Caterina muttered through gritted teeth, "Abel, you should be back by tomorrow! Now good-bye, and be safe...." "Right!" Abel squeaked as he cautiously moved away from the desk, he could see the flames in the Cardinal's eyes grow larger. And quietly, so as not to further patronize Caterina, he whispered to the two young girls, both of which were in silent fits of giggling. "Come now, we mustn't keep our envoy waiting! We must hasten ourselves to Venice!" Both girls agreed, their shoulders shaking with restrained laughter. "Right......" Elma choked out, but her laughter had gotten the better of her speaking abilities, and caused her to cover her mouth with her hand as the laughter increased. Befuddled at what was happening, Abel looked back at Caterina, and the expression on his face yelled out, "What's going on? And what should I do?" Snickering at his stupidity, she stated, "They're tired." "Well that would explain a lot." He fondly looked at the giggling girls and whispered, "You know, Caterina, I like it when you girls laugh. I don't know why, but it's a sort of comfort to me." Placing a hand on either girls' shoulders he looked at Caterina and whispered with a kind, fatherly facial expression, "Good night, Lady Caterina, and don't worry, we won't let you down." Then guiding the girls out of the office, he closed the door, and led the way down the long hallway. Halfway down the hall, a beeping noise sounded in his left ear, and pressing a finger to his communicator it was Kate's voice who spoke, "Good evening, Father Nightroad. Her Eminence has just informed me that you, Sister Esther and Sister Elma are just about prepared to leave, correct?" "Correct. Though it might take a little longer than was first thought. Sister Elma and Esther have both decided that they were going to have a laughing fit." He lowered his eyes to his left and saw Esther, walking along-side him with her hands held up to her mouth, and as he looked to his right, he saw that Elma was in the same condition as Esther. "Lord, help me." "Well Abel, no matter what the situation is; I'm leaving with or without you in five minutes." Kate's voice sounded, it was stern, and non-compassionate, but Abel knew that she was just doing her job, and her job wasn't to be nice. Quickening his pace, he pushed Esther and Elma on further, "Come on, you two. You can laugh all you want once we're on the Iron Maiden!" He whispered to them, but to no avail, they kept on laughing as if he wasn't even there. "Girls! Come on! Cut me some slack here! Please!" As they were nearing the air ship, Abel was in a mood that he didn't like to be in, he was crossed. "Damn it! Esther! Elma! Snap out of it!" He shook their shoulders a little, but nothing he did seemed to help. "Forget it! I'm going to take you two to your rooms, and you are both going straight to sleep!" Now stepping inside of the Iron Maiden, Abel headed up a brightly lit hallway, "Kate, go on ahead! We're now boarded!" In less than two seconds, he felt the motor roar to life. The Iron Maiden was the fastest air ship in the known world, making it the prized jewel of the Vatican. "I am placing you two into the first rooms that I find! And I hope that by the time we've arrived in Venice, you'll have came back to your senses and be back to normal...." He came to a closed door, and opened it quickly, and led Esther inside of it. Leaving Elma standing alone in the hall. He continued to lead Esther to the empty bed and whispered quietly, "I honestly don't know nor do I understand what's gotten into you, Esther, but it's not professional. Tell me, what's up?" Gasping for breath, Esther sat up on the bed, and weakly she whispered, "Fath....Father Abel, forgive me, I can't help it.....I don't know....." She placed her quivering hand to her head and whimpered, "Father...." "Esther, just go to sleep, and you'll feel better when you wake up in a few hours." He bent down and gently kissed the top of Esther's head. "Sweet dreams, Esther." Lying back on the bed, Esther yawned, having overcome her laughter, "Sweet dreams, Father." Leaving the room, Abel found Elma sitting on the floor, leaned against the wall, asleep. "She wore herself out too...." He knelt down and scooped her up in his arms and carefully he carried her to the next room, where he set her on the bed. "Good night, Elma. And like I told Esther, I don't know what's gotten into you, but it'll be better when you wake up in a few hours." He started to walk away but he felt a force holding him back. "Father...." Elma muttered weakly from deep within her sleep. "Elma?" He looked back at her and frowned. "It's her....." "What?" Abel expected for Elma to respond, but sleep had finally come and had finally overtaken her body. Her chest rising and falling in a steady motion. He silently placed a hand on the top of Elma

I have had this stuck in my head for some time. It is my first real attempt at a poem. I wasn't gonna post it because it is not that good,[sarcasm] but I am a slave to my heart and inner voice.[sarcasm] So here it is but please don't kill me! *** I saw her sitting there, brushing her long hair. Wishing that she knew, that I wanted to tell her, "I always loved you." This prize that couldn't be mine Because she was His Valentine. And there he stood gloating. Him in his self-centered splendor, that of course made her surrender. And I sat there loathing, he still gloating. The prize that couldn't be mine, because She was His Valentine. And then I thought, with an evil grin, that I could set things right again. With the prize that couldn't be mine, cause She was His Valentine. I took her from her home, when she was all alone. I knew what he would do, and I knew she did too. I hid her and I, where only he could find. The prize that couldn't be mine, because She was His Valentine. And we sat and we waited, victory soon to be mine. Yet the hands kept turning, and my heart kept churning. Oh, this prize that couldn't be mine, because She was His Valentine. She cried and She begged, wanting to be saved. But he still didn't show, the clock moved so slow. I touched the hilt of the weapon, which would be the end, and she wept for him, and for her life. This prize that couldn't be mine, because She was His Valentine. Finally he came, and then I finally gave. I took out my knife, with a blade curved like a scythe. And I pointed it at her chest, but he knew what was best. For this prize that couldn't be mine, because She was His Valentine. I couldn't stab her, no I couldn't bear. So I threw the knife, with a blade curved like a scythe. Oh, his panicked cry of Fear! Oh, the prize that couldn't be mine, because She was His Valentine. And he leaped in the way, to stay the blade that would surely slay the one he held dear. Oh her screech of Fear! And the knife, with a blade curved like a scythe, went through his heart that belonged to the prize that couldn't be mine, because She was His Valentine. Oh the prize that could never be mine, because She was His last Valentine.

-Bursts of Inner Literature- Ok, since i've received a few complaints already on the account that i'm writing too much poetry its cluttering and de-fouling the writing section of the forums I am told to keep all my poems in ONE single thread. *sigh* Whatever :dodgy: "Till time end bodies but souls anone"

I'm so in to slow rock songs lately that I made one myself during class. But I'm a complete amateur so I need your help in opinion about this: (please imagine this is sung in slow rock) Real-World Fantasy Life is all days' job And no one can change for you But you Come in the first look of today Get out and play in the street before work That way you'll today is fun Who cares the real thing they say When you can live in real world fantasy Forever Among the shattered dreams There are still some that come true Look at famous people in history books They are those who hold on to their real-world fantasy Real-world fantasy Real-world fantasy Ah... When I was a kid I hope I could become the heroes on TV People said as I grown up I would forget it all But I don't want to, because I want it to become my real-world fantasy Real-world fantasy... Among the shattered dreams There are some that come true Look at famous people in history books They are those who hold on to their real-world fantasy Real-world fantasy... Try to remember today's date Looking at the clock thousand times a day That way we know we live life in the fullest possible way We have nothing to lose, we have been doing our best Among the shattered dreams There are some that come true Look at famous people in history books They are those who hold on to their real-world fantasy Who knows if it's real after all

Sometimes I wonder Who is the one I hear Screaming At night Screams of fear Terror Helpless I wake up every night to those screams It's dark Cold Quiet Empty Every night It happens Till I realize The screams are my own

The blade That once made me spill red Left not only scars on my arm But on my heart And my heart, weak and fragile Just breaks And no matter how hard I try I can't go on I may be alive on the outside Flesh and bone, I still roam the Earth But my heart and soul Are dead

Just a random thing I came up with, it sucks. If anyone can suggest changes for improvements(I pray you can), lemme know. Sorry it's so crappy. And cheesy. ... Why am I posting this, anyway? [align=center]We're strange beings, aren't we? I guess you could say. Hearts ripped from our chests, Flung into the blinding day. We band together, rebellion may breed One rising up and leading others away In the end we die the same Nothing left of us to make way. We are nothing, we are not alive We exist only to ourselves Expression a mere fantasy Fleeting hopes escape the shelf. Some ask of us why we are this way Unfeeling monsters who steal the night Let me rip out your heart to show you That when numbness sets in, anything is right We follow our own rules We are the children of the darkness No one can truly defeat we who creep along Our nothingness nothing but relentless. We will return to make the world pay For treating us in this questionable way Who killed who is a game of strife In the end, we will win and no longer be mere lowlife. When we feel and become who we want to be We'll see that you who refused to see Will suffer the same way as we once did And nothing hiding you, not even your mere eyelid. So we will carry on Darkness cannot contain us We shall be free to exist No longer weak and forceless. We're strange beings, aren't we? I guess you could say. Hearts ripped from our chests, Only to return that one day.[/align]

Tidal wave of the Ocean Tidal wave Born of the Ocean Made from the Sea and Sky Olny to be stopped by Land Heaven knows why Moonlight succumbs the Sea Moving the grooves of the Wave Nightshading the Lovely Tide Cascading the newly Seabeam Tidal wave Born olny of the Ocean Mixed with the Sea and Sky Olny to be stopped by Land Olny Heaven knows why

Not a story, not a poem. It's more of a... thought. I dunno, I wanted to type what I feel. I don't know if this is the right thread to type it in or not, but... If it's words, if it tells a subject, then I believe the Writing thread is the right place for it to be. I once thought eternity was ridiculous. Who would want to live forever? For thousands of years, to have nothing but pain until the world perishes? However, other thoughts altered that belief. I still miss my grandma. There aren't days when I don't think about her. I was even scared today... I almost forgot her voice... But it would come back when I picture her saying "Tricia, I love you". It would be wonderful to hear her voice - her laugh - again. Then, I thought-- Is eternity bad? Only for one's self, but what about those who are loved? If Grandma had eternity, I would be able to come see her every chance that I got to here her voice, to see her face.... Eternity is great if you never lose those you love... Of course, there are the bad sides. Eternity is not the same as invincible. I wouldn't want her to be suffering in pain for all eternity. So, in the end, whether it's for yourself, or it's for someone that you love, eternity is, and forevermore, a selfish thought that can never come true. However, I believe in the one eternity that my grandma would have told me about-- the one that she lives in. It's at all of our final destinations. A world with no pain, no sorrow... and with all of those that you love. That is eternity. One that we would all dream of accomplishing until the day we die. When we do, we will reach our paradise.... our eternity.... with those that we love....

miss mary mack mack mack all dressed in black black black had silver buttons buttons buttons all down her back back back she could not read read read she could not write write write but she could smoke smoke smoke her father's pipe pipe pipe she asked her mother mother mother for fifty cents cents cents to see the elephants elephants elephants jump the fence fence fence they jumped so high high high they touched the sky sky sky and didn't come back back back until the fourth of july ly ly discuss

I dunno... In English II, we had to make a poem with words from a magazine. I fanatized over Saria (from Legend of Zelda) so I decided to make one about her. Even though I pre-written the poem, I never did the project. Just now, I found this poem, so I'm deciding to share it. Friendly to all, but prefer to be alone. Play sweet music in the woods. Destiny will come to be saved from evil; To be protector of the woods. Sweet music gives the right path.

So everyone hates me now. Love isn't gonna bail me out this time. Of everything that I've done, no one appreciates it. Only I can understand how I feel. Father? What's that? Mine never comes to see me. Lacey told everyone that I'm a slut. I tried telling the others that they know me better. Really, I don't think they know me at all. Probably because I'm not part of their world. All I want to do is leave. | | | | | | | In the first column of the tree of my life, From down on up, is the truth of my existence.

Well, I hope you guys enjoy it. I've posted this on other sites and have gotten some good reviews for it. [centre]Devil May Cry: A Tale Untold Prologue: Lady

I'm again bored,don't have nothing to do,so I'll continue my other story. Willian wakes up in a white room,he recognise it as a hospital.He didn't know he went there,and what happened,he couldn't remember anything,no matter how much effort he did,there wasn't a single thing that he could remember. A nurse went in the room "So,you're awake.Are you alright?"she asked with a smile "Yes,but I want to ask something,why am I here?" she looked at him "Don't you remember?We found you in the destroyied city." Willian looked at the nurse confused "Ok,but,when will I get out of here?" the nurse looked at Willian "As soon as the doctor let you" the nurse left Willian's lunch there and got out of the room I'm just begining

I've been looking at some of my old poems. Some of my old drawings. Really everything from my past. And then I found this. I decided to share it because... I just want to. I'm sorry if I've ever hurt you I'm sorry if I've ever insulted you I'm sorry if I wasn't there when you needed me I'm sorry if I've been cruel and mean to you I don't mean it I really try to be the best friend I can I really do So I'm sorry for all the tears you shed I'm sorry for all the pain you have to endure I'm sorry if you feel alone I'm sorry for everything Even if I'm not to blame I wish I could help I wish I could be a better person But all I can do is say I'm sorry I'm sorry for everything you guys are going through that I don't know about And I hope that you will make it through any hard times Because even if it feels like no one is there for you Just know that I will always be there And I regret that that's all I can do And all I can do sometimes is just apologize I wish I could fix everything But I can't So I just do the best I can

Here I go,trying to make a story again,as I can't make poetry I'll try to make a good story this time. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Introduction In a completely different universe, in a world far away from ours.People lived in peace with the most different creatures,some humanoids,that looked like us,other looked like animals,and others that had appearences beiond imagination. This planet was almost completely covered by water, because of that all the beings that lived there had adaptations for aquatic enviroments. The planet was divided into tree continents,the name of the first was Naive,known by it's technology,Naive was the richiest of all.The second was named Tierra,most of it's population lived in rural areas or in little villages.And finally the third continent called Pandora,this was formed by cities and industrial areas. The tree continents were the only part of the planet covered by land,the transport was made all by the water with things that looked like our boats. Everything was normal in this peacefull planet till the day that the strange beings known as ROAT began to appear. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Looks like my chapters are getting longer.

I really dont know where this came from... I just started writing, since I was bored and didn't sleep. This little one-shot is supposed to reflect my opinion on modern society... And what I think the future brings. It also kinda glances in on a worst case scenario for the world really. I hope you enjoy, if it doesn't depress the hell outta you. ~ It was night, or in technicality... early morning. I didn't have my watch on so I couldn't possibly know. It was raining, hard... lighting flashed in the distance, soon accompanied by a flash of lightning. I sighed deeply, rain always had a way of saddening me. The drops of water seeped into the cloth of my shirt as I crossed the street, hands in my pockets. I grasped the wad of money in my pocket tightly, and walked into a corner Drug Store. I bought a few things, a candy bar, a soda. And the morning edition of the newspaper... Everything was either boring or sad in this town, I thought, reading the newspaper. Boring and Sad was the easiest way to describe the large sprawling city. My name is of no concern to you, and neither are my personal affairs. Love it or hate it, I don't give a damn. I threw the paper in the nearest trash receptacle, as a recycling bin was nowhere to be found. I like to be somewhat Eco friendly, what with the faltering condition of Earth and all. Yes, all those myths of Global Warming and the ice caps melting, it all came true eventually. And those recurring earthquakes got progressively worse. And soon, the world fell to chaos. Flash Floods and unexplained disaster everywhere. Let me tell you, I was born in the wrong generation. I ducked for cover under an awning when Lightning flashed overhead yet again. I hated storms, always did. Ever since I was little, I was terrified of lightning and thunder, I couldn't stand it. I would crawl into Mom and Dads room, or hide in the closet or under the bed until the storm passed. Good times. Sometimes I wish I could just go back and... relive the past. But, that isn't happening anytime soon. I finally arrived at a creaky stairway that lead up to my apartment. It looked like junk from the outside, but it was actually fairly cozy inside. "Don't judge a book by its cover." Mom always used to say. I miss Mom, ever since she and Dad seperated I havn't seen head or tail of either since. When I was sixteen, I got signed as an independent, meaning I had to live my own life and fend for myself. I proved I could provide for myself and make a living. And so it was confirmed. I live the free life, no parents or rules to hold me down. Walking inside my building, I locked the door behind me. I paced over to the window and cranked the Air Conditioning unit up... I took my coat off and hung it up in the closet alongside my other clothing. I sat on the bed and flipped the Television on, my thumb got sore managing all the channels. Finally I settled on the news. Nothing but pain and suffering of the world flashed before me. I changed the channel. I had apparently fallen asleep, as I was rudely awoken by a loud clash of thunder. Startled, I jumped a little, my heart beat a bit faster. I realized nothing was going on, and I laid back down. I checked the alarm clock, Six A.M. I sighed, got up - reluctantly mind you -, and head to the door. Nothing really new happened that day. I ran my same routine of walking through town, being bored. I was fairly broke until my next paycheck came in, so no shopping or anything along those lines. So I just gradually went back home. And took a nap. ~

I am to scared; To tell you my feelings; What if you reject them; When two others told you; Your friends laughed; I don't want that to be me; You flirt with me sometimes; I giggle and pretend not to care; I do care; I felt touch when you said what you wanted for your birthday; Me; Even though you were kidding; Or were you; I'm to scared to tell you how I feel; How much I notice you looking at me sometimes; How much I like you; I wanna call you mine; But I am too scared, Of your reaction. ergh, stupid cute, funny, nice, smart guy DX

The creature moves, Running through trees, The prey it will not lose, It pounces through the leaves, Tearing mud and dirt in it's path, Eyes locked on the beast ahead, How long the chase will last? We yet to see no one is dead, Dressed in fur, Cloathed in skin, The creature moves heather, The creature will soon win, The prey tries far, The prey moves fast, The prey speeds ajar, The prey will not last, The creature finds it cornered, The creature has just planned, The prey dies with an arrow shot, The creature...is man.

Something's inside me, Something dark, Something's inside me, Something so dark, I shutter to the floor, Its using me as a door, I cannot see the light, Its grip so tight! My eyes are dark/I feel them burn, Oh what wolfish demon I turn!

I decided to make a thread for all my short stories. Some will be odd, some will be sad, some will just leave you like 'wtf?' Enjoy Dinosaurs and Racecars Dinosaurs and RacecarsThe girl walked up to me, a scowl on her face. I didn't know her, but I asked her what's wrong. She simply threw a small plastic dinosaur at me. I did not know why. I stared at her, then the dinosaur. I picked it up and started playing with it, making it roar. Now the girl stared at me. She slowly reached into her pocket, and pulled out a toy racecar. She proceeded to run over the dinosaur, killing it. We looked at eachother and laughed while the teacher and the other students stared at us with a freaked out expression. I don't think killing a plastic dinosaur is appropiate for 7th grade. Meow MeowWhen this girl meowed at me, I had only one choice. I growled at her. She glared at me and then meowed again. It was silent for a while and at the same time we both roared, loudly. It was silent once again. And then I muttered 'Woof.' She laughed and walked away. I think I won. Courtyard Shennanigans Courtyard ShennanigansUsually when I hear screaming, outside in the courtyard, I usually turn around to see what's happening. Not because someone is getting beat up or killed or whatever. Because people do the craziest things here. Today I witnessed one girl, being carried by a group of people and she was laughing and screaming and people were staring. I decided to join. THe group ended up falling on the concrete floor, laughing. I now know a good way to spend my extra time.

Hey, some of you might have read my other story series. i decided to do a slightly longer one, one visiting all the worlds in all of the kingdom hearts films! (i don't know much about the BBS worlds, but i'll try my best) Prologue: Xemnas's Adventures Book 1: Kingdom Hearts II Chapter 1: Twilight Town Chapter 2: Hollow Bastion (Town) Chapter 3: Land Of The Dragons Chapter 4: Beasts Castle Chapter 5: Olympus Coluseum Chapter 6: Atlantica Chapter 7: Agaraba Chapter 8: Halloween Town Chapter 9: Pride Lands Chapter 10: Port Royal Chapter 11: 100 Acre Woods Chapter 12: Disney Castle Chapter 13: Space Paranoids Chapter 14: Timeless River Book 2: Kingdom Hearts 1 Chapter 15: Hollow Bastion (Castle) Chapter 16: Wonderland Chapter 17: Traverse Town Chapter 18: Neverland Chapter 19: Monstro Book 3: Birth By Sleep Chapter 20: Deep Space Chapter 21: Castle Of Dreams Chapter 22: Dwarf Woodlands Chapter 23: Disney Town Chapter 24: Enchanted Dominion Chapter 25: Mysterious Tower Chapter 26: Land Of Departure Chapter 27: Radiant Garden Epilouge: Xemnas's Adventures Secret Chapter: Subspace I'll be releasing chapters at approx. once a week. this doesn't mean i'll stop with my other story! i split them into books just for convenience Click here to read 'Xemnas's Adventures In Real Life'!